Wayna arrived before the entrance, extending the book in her hand, noticing it become a tad lighter. The coin within it vanished, creating a formless barrier around her and Stencil.
Stencil extended her hand, watching the barrier resemble a gelatinous filament, emanating a fruity smell. She then followed Wayna, setting foot on the root-covered route, sensing mild tremors from within.
Her eyes observed the state of things around, sensing the mild state of tension exhibited by Wayna that cautiously walked, her eyes focused on the root-covered ground and the surrounding trees.
After a bit of time spanned past in such a fashion, Stencil realised what was happening, 'So, that coin within her book was the key to entering this place. And without it, death is guaranteed to anyone that sets foot here. This membrane around us guards us against the horrors that might spring upon us anytime.'
